Well, the first thing that comes to mind is that you should be ready for a fight, and unarmed fighting really isn’t your strong suit. You’ve got raw strength, but you don’t know much about technique. Which is to say, you could punch someone hard but you’d probably hurt yourself in the process.
Unfortunately, there aren’t a lot of places to grab weapons around here, and most of the officers don’t seem to have anything either. You see a few with swords sheathed, and two with crossbows, but the others don’t have anything you can see. Not like you expect to get anywhere with asking them for a weapon; and even if they were willing to share, you don’t exactly have a lot of sword training either.
What would be really nice is a good mudpike. Barring that, you’d settle for a half-decent club. Maybe there’s a loose board you can break off, that would be better than nothing…
That’s when you notice the door’s hinges aren’t holding up too well. A bit large for a club, more of a shield really. But you can probably do something with it.
You leap at the door and grab it, pulling it off its weakened hinges. Then you attempt to make your way in. It’s a bit disorienting when your feet aren’t staying on the floor consistently, but you manage somehow.
That’s when you see the hole in the wall, and a bunch of unconscious sailors on the ceiling. You can’t see the actual cannonball, though.
The wind coming from the hole is pretty powerful, so you block it with the door as everyone else rushes in after you. Mr. Resk looks up at the unconscious crew and frowns.
“All these people were at the party,” he says, mostly to himself. “What in the hells is going on here?”
You wonder what he means about a party, but you don’t have much time to reflect on it. He orders the other officers to get the sailors down, then turns to you and asks a surprising question.
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